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Act  I. — A French  cafe — “Cigars,  beer,  ham  sandwiches!” — The 
man  with  the  toothache — Mis.  Johnson,  who  has  “smelled  a mouse,” 
in  search  of  her  husband,  who  finds  it  difficult  to  love  only  one 
'woman — Adonis  Montague,  the  14th  street  masher — Mr.  Johnson 
flirts  with  the  veiled  lady — Lifts  the  veil,  “my  wife!” — The  agree- 
ment, “a  tooth  for  a tooth,  an  eye  for  an  eye.”  “If  I catch  you, 
look  out!” — Mr.  Johnson  waiting  for  Evelena,  is  discovered  by  Mrs. 
Johnson — “Caught !” — “Remember  the  agreement !” — Mr.  Johnson’s 
horror  of  what  his  wife  may  do,  as  she  is  a French  woman — The 
assistance  of  Montague,  etc. 

Act  II. — Home  of  Mr.  Johnson — Return  of  Mrs.  Johnson,  a des- 
perate woman — Mr.  Johnson’s  arrival  with  peace  offerings — “Noth- 
ing but  a full  confession.” — His  confession — “She  was  only  a 
pock-marked  music  scholar,”  and  swears  they  only  got  as  far  as  “do, 
re,  me,  fa,  sol,  la,  si,  do,  do,  si,  la,  sol,  fa,  me,  re,  do.” — A cyclone 
in  the  bedroom — Adonis  Montague  arouses  Mr.  Johnson’s  jealousy — 
Medical  students  arrive — “Mr.  Johnson!” — “Scoot,  brother,  scoot!” 
Mr.  Johnson  locks  his  wife  in  the  house,  not  aware  of  the  students 
being  hid  in  the  rooms,  and  departs  for  the  ball,  as  he  leads  the 
orchestra — Mrs.  Johnson  and  students  escape  through  window  and 
start  for  the  ball. 


Act  III. — Dr.  Boliver’s  ball — A mistake  of  Flip’s,  the  usher. 
Arrival  of  Mrs.  Don’t-bother-me,  New  York  Clipper  and  the  Water- 
mellon  brothers — The  dance — Mr.  Johnson  recognizes  Mrs.  Don’t- 
bother-me  as  his  wife — “No  more  music  unless  she  stops  dancing!” 
She  does  not  know  that  “shabby  fiddler” — “Put  him  out,  he  is 
drunk !” — Out  he  goes — Return  of  Mr.  Johnson  disguised  as  a 
waiter— The  threat — Mrs.  Johhson  angry  and  decides  to  run  away — 
Mr.  Johnson  relates  a funny  story  of  a repentant  lobster — He  at- 
tempts suicide — He  is  forgiven — Advice  of  a repentant  lobster. 


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ACT  I— Scene  1st.— Home  of  Fred  Grover— Priscilla,  Fred’s 
old  maid  sister — Fred’s  return  from  the  South — His  present  to  Pris- 
cilla, of  Gyp,  a “little  nigger” — Gyp  da. ices — Millie’s  horror  of 
slavery— Gyp’s  happiness — Song  and  dance. 

ACT  II. — Scene  1st. — News  of  cousin  Charlie,  an  old  lover  of 
Millie’s — Gyp  and  Siah’s  soda  water,  an  amusing  scene — Priscilla, 
her  horror  of  being  kissed  by  “a  man” — Millie  vindicates  herself  by 
revealing  the  secret  of  her  life  to  Charlie,  which  is  heard  by  Daville 
— Gyp — Meeting  of  Millie  and  Daville — Daville  reveals  Millie’s  se- 
cret to  Isadore,  his  betrothed — Comic  scene  between  Gyp  and  Siah. 

ACT  III. — Scene  1st. — Evil  designs  of  Daville  and  Isadore — 
Millie,  the  child  of  old  Harriet,  the  slave — Meeting  of  Isadore  and 
Harriet,  her  threat,  “You  are  my  child'’ — Isadore  attempts  her  mur- 
der by  pushing  her  over  the  cliff;  she  is  rescued  by  Daville — Isadore 
reveals  her  love  for  Fred,  which  Millie  and  Charlie  overhear — Millie’s 
anguish  and  final  blow — “No  wife,  aslave!” — Quarrel  of  Daville  and 
Charlie— Isadore’s  search  for  the  body  of  old  Harriet.  Scene  2d. — 
Escape  of  Charlie — A piece  of  Priscilla’*  mind — Her  promise  to 
Millie — Oath  of  Isadore — Millie’s  flight.  Scene  3d. — Daville  gives  an 
account  of  the  shooting  and  supposed  flight  of  Millie  with  Charlie — 
Priscilla  on  her  mettle — Supposed  suicide  of  Milllie — A LAPSE  OF 
SEVEN  YEARS. 

ACT  IV. — Scene  1st. — Daville  accuses  Isadore,  now  Mrs.  Grover, 
of  Harriet’s  murder— Millie,  as  Sister  Agnes,  the  French  governess — 
Return  of  Charlie — Fred’s  anger  and  Priscilla’s  interference.  Scene 
2d. — Charlie  disguised  as  old  Nathan — Millie’s  letter  found  which 
explains  her  flight — Fred’s  remorse — Daville  and  Isadore  recognize 
Millie — Their  plot  against  her  discovered  by  old  Nathan. 

ACT  V. — Scene  1st. — Southern  Plantation — Priscilla  discovers 
Sister  Agnes,  as  Millie — Her  anger  at  being  kissed  by  a nigger — 
Daville  threatens  Isadore  with  slavery — Attempted  murder  of  Pris- 
cilla— Scene  between  Gyp  and  Siah.  Scene  2d. — Millie  a slave — 
Daville  offers  her  marriage — Millie  tied  to  the  whipping  post — Her 
rescue  by  Gyp.  Scene  3d. — Millie  and  Gyp  in  the  swamp — At- 
tempted capture — Rescued  by  Charlie— Old  Harriet  clears  the  mys- 
tery of  Millie  and  Isadore’s  birth — “There  is  but  one  way  left, 
death” — Arrest  of  Daville — Death  of  Charlie — Reconciliation  of  Fred 
and  Millie,  who  is  freed  from  bondage. 


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SAVED,  OR  WOMAN'S  INFLUENCE. 

“Honorable  William  Wirt.  His  theme  was  “Woman’s  Influence,” 
“and  nobly  did  he  prove  its  might  and  power.  The  entire  auditory 
“hung  with  rapt  delight  on  the  truthful,  earnest  and  impassioned  sen- 
“timents  of  the  gifted  orator. 

Ellen.  I felt  certain  that  he  would  rise  superior  to  the  fell  custom 
that  held  him  in  bondage.  Hand  me  the  paper,  mother.  ( she  does  so 

Knocking  r.  Mrs.  M.  opens  the  door 
Enter  Julia  Melville,  r. 

Julia.  Dear  Mis.  Mortimer,  and  Ellen— the  traveller  is  once  more 
home.  I only  arrived  yesterday,  and  my  first  visit  is  to  my  best,  my 
girlhood’s  dearest  friend. 

Mrs.  M.  and  Ellen.  Welcome,  dear  Julia. 

Ellen.  I’ll  give  thee  a double  welcome— for  myself,  and  one  whose 
name  I’ll  not  pronounce,  as  I every  moment  look  for  him  here  to  speak 
for  himself. 

Jul.  Nay,  Ellen 

Ellen.  Nay,  blush  not.  I know  be  loves  thee,  Julia,  and  he  is 
worthy  e’en  as  fair  a flower.  My  loved  childhood’s  friend,  may  I not 
anticipate  a closer  bond  of  union  betwixt  us  twain— yes,  I’ll  call  thee 
Julia— sister— friend. 

Mrs.  M.  Ellen  is  overhappy  to-day,  and  needs  must  show  her  joy  in 
hearted  praise  of  those  so  dear  in  her  love-list. 

Julia.  Let  me  look  at  the  paper  you  have  in  your  hand,  (takes  paper) 
I need  not  read  it  aloud,  for  Ellen’s  tell-tale  face,  proclaims  that  she 
has  heard  how  all  our  little  world  acknowledges,  and  proudly  bows  to 
woman’s  influence.  I am  no  witch,  but  rumors  are  rife  that  a fair  maid- 
en who  lives  not  far  from  this,  has  cause  to  bless  the  hour  when  wo- 
man’s love  was  man’s  redemption.  Ellen,  he  has  arrived — we  came  on 
the  same  train  yesterday,  and  were  I an  artist,  I could  paint  you  the 
picture  of  a heroine,  whose  noble  self-abnegation,  gave  birth  to  the 
matchless  delineation  of  woman’s  influence  so  faintly  described  in  the 
little  article  I here  behold.  You  know  I am  frankness  itself.  I’ll  tell 
you  why,  ere  fully  rested,  I flew  to  meet  and  congratulate  you.  Last 
evening  two  happy  cavaliers  and  one  merry  girl  passed  a pleasant 
hour  together,  and  then  adjourned  to  meet  this  evening,  even  here.  I 
am  first  in  the  field,  and  must  presume  my  love  outweighs  theirs,  unless 
they  follow  soon.  ( hell  rings , l. 

Mrs.  M.  Ah,  they  are  here,  already. 

Enter  Charles  and  Wirt,  l. 

Mrs.  M . Welcome,  my  friend.  We  have  long  looked  for  this  pleasure. 

Wirt.  Thanks,  dear  madam.  And  Ellen,  preserver  of  my  more  than 
life,  dare  I hope  a welcome  from  thee?  Bear  with  me  my  friends— my 
heart  is  full.  After  a stern  probation,  may  I not  hope?  1 have  dared 
again  to  mingle  with  those  whom  I feel  had  almost  deemed  me  irreme- 
diably lost — if  I now  stand  in  the  attitude  of  a sometime  recreant — at 
least  I am  a repentant,  a redeemed  one.  Fair  one,  can  you  forgive  the 
bitter  past,  and  trust  me  in  the  promised  future? 

Ellen.  Mother,  brother,  and  cherished  sister-friend,  you  can  bear 
testimony  that  we  never  doubted  the  hour  would  come  when  he  who 
now  sues,  could  point  proudly  to  his  stand  for  right  and  truth,  and  claim 
lorgiveness.  Yes,  I can,  I do  trust  you. 

Wirt.  The  truant  from  virtue’s  path  here  pledges  a life  of  devotion, 
too  short,  if  measured  to  its  longest  span,  to  repay  the  deep  debt  in- 
curred fair  Ellen,  by  the  trusting  confidence  and  noble  resolution  that 
saved  him  from  a living  death.  Mrs.  Mortimer,  and  you  whom  soon  1 
hope  to  claim  as  brother,  and  sister-friend,  your  confidence  can  never 
be  erased  from  a grateful  memory.  And  now,  kind  friends,  you  who 
have  patiently  followed  the  wanderer  through  bis  dread  temptations, 
back  to  virtue  ahd  hope — will  you  not  endorse  the  sentiment,  that  Wo- 
man’s Influence,  rightly  wielded,  is  the  mighty  lever  that  upraises  and 
upholds  man’s  inner  nature,  above  the  whirlpools  of  temptation,  sin  ana 
misery. 


CURTAIN. 


SAVED,  OR  WOMAN’S  INFLUENCE.  5 

SCENE  III  —Private  apartment  occupied  by  Wirt,  who  is  dressed  for 
a journey.  Charles  Mordaunt  with  him . 

Wirt.  I am  resolved,  my  friend,  to  leave  this  evening,  never  to  re- 
turn, until  1 have  redeemed  my  blurred  and  spotted  name.  When  I 
reflect  on  what  a reckless  madman  I have  been,  I shrink  from  meeting 
the  friends  who  can  but  look  on  me  with  contempt. 

Chas.  The  man  who  acknowledges  errors  past,  and  profits  by  ex- 
perience, deserves  and  will  receive  the  admiration  and  respect  of  ev- 
ery one  who  understands  the  true  nobility  of  sincere  reform. 

Wirt.  I grant  you  reason  justly,  but  he  who  has  seriously  and  long 
deviated  from  moral  laws,  needs  to  prove  his  sincerity  of  amendment. 
Some  stronger  evidence,  and  more  severe  test  than  simple  protestation. 
I will  seek,  away  from  the  sickening  scenes  of  my  moral  degradation, 
some  distant  field,  to  build  up  my  physical  and  regenerate  my  moral 
character. 

Chas.  Unfold  your  purpose  and  destination  more  fully. 

Wirt.  Thus  far  1 will:  I,  it  seems  have  awakened  in  the  few  days 
past  from  a dread  and  frightful  sleep,  and  the  time  late  past  rising  be- 
fore me  like  a frightful  dream.  1 see  in  all  its  abject  horror  the  moral 
infamy  of  the  almost  living  death  through  which  I passed;  I fully  un- 
derstand what  pain  my  error  gave  the  friends  who  loved  me— feeling 
this,  I have  resolved  to  forego  the  bliss  of  their  presence,  until  I prove 
by  my  more  than  promises,  the  fixed  resolution  of  my  soul  to  redeem 
the  past,  by  works,  in  the  future. 

Chas/  I partly  understand,  and  if  aright,  fully  approve  your  deter- 
mination. 

Wirt.  All  I ask,  dear  friend,  is  keep  to  yourself,  for  the  present, 
my  plan  of  action,  which  I will  now  give  you.  The  public  mind  is,  I 
think,  more  fully  aroused  upou  the  great  subject  of  human  refoimation 
from  the  curse  of  intemperance,  than  it  lias  ever  been  in  the  world’s 
history.  I have  determined  to  enter  the  army  battling  in  the  holy 
cause  of  temperance,  devoting  my  every  energy  to  aid  in  carrying  on 
the  crusade  now  waged  under  that  banner. 

Chas.  God  speed  your  efforts— I am  with  you  in  heart.  With  me  the 
principles  enunciated  by  the  friends  of  temperance,  as  you  know,  has 
been  a lesson  of  life. 

Wirt.  As  stated,  I leave  this  evening  on  my  mission,  and  hard 
though  the  trial,  leave  without  meeting  those  I love. 

Chas.  In  a few  days  I shall  start  on  a northern  tour,  and  having 
learned  your  whereabouts,  will  see  you  then.  Good  bye.  (going,  r. 

Wirt.  We  will  walk  together.  I have  several  hours  ere  i leave, 
and  have  much  to  say.  yet  unsaid.  Come.  ( They  exit,  R. 

END  OF  ACT  FIRST. 

— :o: 

ACT  II. 

SCENE  I. — A room  in  Mrs.  Mortimer’s  house , Mrs.  Mortimer 
discovered  reading  l.  c.  At  the  rise  of  the  curtain , 

Enter  Ellen,  r. 

Ellen.  Dear  mother,  ’tis  now  six  months  siuce  Wirt  has  burst  the 
chains  of  the  demon,  drink,  and  yet  he  continues  to  hold  himself  aloof 
from  his  old  companions. 

Mrs.M.  I have  the  morning  paper,  Ellen.  ’Tis  filled  with  unusually 
interesting  matter.  I have  been  reading  a stirring  account  of  a grand 
temperance  demonstration  in  our  sister  city.  Listen.  (reads 

“The  temperance  men  are  seemingly  awake  to  the  necessity  of  de- 
cisive action,  to  arrest  the  wide-spread  evil  of  intemperance.  On 
“Thursday  evening,  last,  our  Masonic  hall  was  filled  to  its  utmost  ca- 
pacity with  an  audience  of  both  sexes.  The  vast  assembly  was  held 
“spe'l-bound,  for  fully  two  hours  by  the  matchless  eloquence  of  the 


i SATED,  OR  WOMAN’S  INFLUENCE. 

our  city,  I neared  liis  side,  and  begged  him  to  come  with  me,  he  warmly 
pressed  my  hand,  wrung  it,  and  said  to-morrow  I am  with  you,  today 
is  the  peoples’.  Disappointed  1 tore  away  from  the  maddened  throng, 
and  sought  the  purer  presence  of  these  my  loved  ones. 

Mrs.  Mortimer  Let  us  retire,  our  evening  repast  awaits  us,  that 
linished  wewill  together  join  and  invoke  the  aid  of  that  power  tnat  alone 
can  curb  and  control  the  erring  and  misled  ones  of  earth. 

(t hey  all  exite  r.  Scene  changes  to 

SCENE  IL— a street.  Enter  Wirt,  l.  excited  from  drinking. 

Wirt  Where  am  I?  the  giddy  people  have  almost  maddened  me  with 
their  wild  applause,  from  early  morn  till  now  the  rising  morn  of  another 
day.  I have  caroused,  shouted,  drank,  and  drank  again,  uatil  my  heat- 
ted  and  overcharged  brain  seems  like  the  burning  center  of  some  pent- 
up  volcanoe!  The  fell  potations  are  doing  their  work,  my  trembling 
limbs  refuse  to  bear  me  up — yet  I am  ripe  for  any  deed  however  wild; 
in  my  ears  ring  the  yells  of  the  people.  Aye,  shout!  shout,  again  my 
sapient  masters.  Ha,  ha,  ha!  I am  with  you.  Liberty— bright  god- 
dess, fame— glorious  phantom,  spread  thy  charmed  circlets  o’er  and 
around.  Again,  again!  Shout,  shout!  for  liberty  I Ha!  my  brain  reels 
—more  wine,  more  wine!  My  throat  is  parched— wine,  wine!  glorious 
wine,  that  opens  wide  the  golden  gates  of  fame,  and  ushers  in  the  day- 
god,  glory.  Ha,  ha!  We’ll  rule,  we’ll  govern  and  command,  for  wine, 
bright  wine  is  our  vassal,  and  liberty  our  throne.  (rrels)  Who’d  ask 
for  a finer  couch  than  this— a bed  for  a king.  (reels  and  falls,  l. 

After  a pause , enter  Mrs.  Mortimer  and  Ellen,  r. 

Mrs.  M.  ( not  seeing  Wirt)  I learn,  my  child,  from  Charles  that  our 
unfortunate  friend  Wirt  has  not  been  to  his  rooms  all  night.  After 
last  night’s  fearful  scene,  and  our  resolution  to  strive  to  save  him,  your 
brother  sought  him,  to  urge  him  to  reform,  but  could  not  find  him,  or 
hear  aught  of  him. 

Ellen.  He  may  have  sought,  or  by  some  friend  have  been  taken  to 
some  other  place.  I will  not  despond— I love  him  too  well,  to  give  up 
the  hope  that  all  will  end  well.  Let  us  move  on  and  together  consult. 
Heaven  directed,  something  will  suggest  itself  to  save  him  yet.  (As 
they  go  left,  they  see  Wirt.)  Ah!  who  is  this?  ’Tis  he.  Tread  softly! 

( Takes  out  a handkerchief  and  gently  spreads  it  over  Wirt’s  face 

Mrs.  M.  ( l.)  Ellen,  my  child,  this  is  no  place  for  you— come . 

Ellen.  Yes,  mother,  we  will  go.  Lead  on.  ( they  exit,  l.  u.e. 

After  a moment’s  pause  Wirt  removes  the  handkerchief  from  hi  s face  and 
raises  himself  partially  up. 

Wirt.  Where  ami?  What.— the  open  street?  Not  home  all  night? 
1,  who  but  yesterday  the  people  worshipped!  Alone,  deserted— a com- 
mon street  loafer— a gutter  drunkard,  exposed  upon  the  public  thor- 
oughfare, a mark  for  the  ribald  jest  of  each  passer  by — no  friend  to  bear 
me  home,  no  eye  to  look  with  pity  on  my  fall.  Great  God!  Can  it  be 
possible  that  I have  sunk  so  low!  Why  live,  why  pollute  with  my  de- 
spised carcass,  God’s  lovely  earth:  forsaken,  deserted— all  driven  from 
me  by  my  own  suicidal  yielding  to  slavish  appetite.  (He  stands  as  if 
horror  struck  until  finally  his  gaze  becomes  riveted  upon  the  handkerchief 
which  he  holds  in  his  hand.  Beading  the  name.)  Ha!  a name — Ellen 
Mortimer— that  name— her  handkerchief  upon  my  face!  She  has  been 
here— looked  on  me  in  my  abject  misery,  pitied  and  sought  to  shield  me 
from  the  vulgar  gaze!  She  did  not  spurn  me  as  a loathsome  reptile! 
Awake!  Arouse  thee,  William  Wirt!  There  is  something  to  live  ior. 
He  who  is  blessed  with  the  deep  devotion  of  a pure  and  spotless  wo- 
man’s love,  cannot,  shall  not  be  wholly  lost.  I will  reform.  I will 
turn  from  the  downward  course  of  reckless  and  eternal  ruin.  Yes,  El- 
len, thou  shalt  see  I am  not  unworthy  thy  holy  love.  Then,  when  by 
stern  probation  I stand  before  the  world  redeemed,  then  and  not  till 
then,  will  1 seek  thy  loved  presence,  and  plead  to  be  forgiven.  Yes, 
woman’s  love  has  triumphed,  and  the  proud  world  shall  see  the  victim 
of  despair  and  degradation,  redeemed  by  the  power  of  woman’s  love. 

(Exit  R.  Scene  changes  to 


SAVED,  OR  WOMAN’S  INFLUENCE, 

A DRAMATIC  SKETCH,  IN  THE  LIFE  OF  WM.  WIRT. 

SCENE  FIBST—Home  of  Mrs  . Mortimer.  Ellen  and  Mrs.  Mor- 
timer seated  at  table,  R. 

Mrs,  M.  My  dear  daughter,  I appreciate  and  feel  for  your  painful 
position,  yet  beg  of  you  to  hope  for  the  best.  It  seems  impossible  *hat 
a being  gifted  with  the  lofty  mind,  and  hitherto  true  nobility  of  charac- 
ter that  Wirt  possessed  can  long  yield  to  the  fell  habit  that  holds  in 
check  his  better  self. 

Ellen.  Yes,  mother,  you  know  I fully  appreciate  his  nobler  quali- 
ties, ere  tyrant  custom  led  him  from  virtue’s  path,  and  the  seductive 
and  soul-ensnaring  vice  of  intemperance  wove  its  syren  meshes  ’round 
his  manly  heart.  I proudly  received  his  proflered  love,  and  gave  him  in 
all  its  freshness  the  first  blush  of  a fond  and  trusting  heart;  and  now- 
memory  recalls  the  happy  hour,  when  he  wooed  and  won  me,  it  seems  a 
dream  of  mockery— too  dread  for  reality,  how  a heart  so  noble  could 
have  lallen. 

Mrs.  M.  Yes,  but  still  there  may  be  some  way  of  escape  for  him. 

Ellen  ’Tis  said  woman’s  influence  rightly  wielded  can  accom- 
plish seeming  impossibilities,  trusting  to  the  spirit  of  truth  for  aid,  and 
counsel,  no  means  shall  I leave  unturned,  to  save,  and  win  him  back  to 
himself,  his  country  and  his  God! 

Mrs.  M.  Your  trustful  hope,  and  brave  resolution  gladdens 
me,  as  a mother  I feel  for,  and  love  him,  my  best  counsel,  my  most  fer- 
vent prayers  shall  be  given,  though  he  has  yielded  to  the  fell  habit  to 
an  alarming  extent,  and  shuns  your  presence  deeming  himself  unwor- 
thy. I am  satisfied  he  loves  you  truly,  and  you  will  find  he  has  true 
and  noble  friends  who  still  cling  to  and  will  aid  in  his  rescue,  and  even 
now  see  one  of  the  truest  is  here. 

Enter  Charles,  l. 

Mr.  M.  Welcome  dear  Charles. 

Charles  (talcing  a hand  of  each)  I have  just  left  a scene  where 
vice  seems  to  lord  it  uncontrolable,  where  men  are  yielding  all  the 
high  principles  of  their  God,  gifted  natures  to  the  wild,  and  maddened 
folly  ot  the  hour,  a political  gathering.  Oh!  that  our  political  tricksters 
andf  demagogues  could  be  made  to  understand,  and  feel  the  misery  and 
sorrow  they  cause  by  the  pernicious  custom  they  inaugurate,  while 
dispensing  provision  in  the  shape  of  tree  drinks  to  an  excited  and  mis- 
guided people.  But  for  this  occasional  custom  many  of  our  ablest,  and 
best  (they  sit)  citizens,  would  be  free  from  a vice  that  is  now  crush- 
ing out  every  spark  of  manhood  from  their  natures. 

Ellen.  My  proud,  noble  brother — bless  you  for  those  sentiments— 
speak  candidly  Charles,  you  know  I have  no  false  pride,  no  sickly  affec- 
tion. I would  ask  of  one  whom  you  hold,  even  as  a brother,  one  whom 
your  sister  would  do  all  a maiden  ought  to  do  to  rescue  from  ruin,  in 
the  wild  scene  you  paint,  was  he  an  actor? 

Charles  Yes,  Wirt  was  there,  his  gifted  mind,  clouded  ’tis  true, 
but  yet  gigantic  in  its  strength,  seemed  to  sway  and  to  rule  by  the 
magic  of  eloquence,  the  giddy  rabble!  When  I left  he  had  ceased 
speaking  and  the  surging  crowd  were  bearing  him  in  triumph  from  the 
rostrum  toward  the  golden  dens  of  intemperance  that  sicken  and  infest 


u.  OF  ILL  LIB. 


s .a.  id  . 

CHARACTERS. 

WILLIAM  WIRT  

CHARLES  MORTIMER  

MRS.  MORTIMER  

ELLEN  MORTIMER.. 

JULIA  LACEY 


COSTUME  S— MODERN, 


SAVED, 

A TEMPERANCE  SKETCH, 

IH  ONE  ACT, 


BY 


WITH  A DESCRIPTION  OF  COSTUMES,  CAST  OF  THE  CHARACTER 
RELATIVE  POSITION  OF  PERFORMERS  ON  THE  STAGE,  ENTRANCES 
AND  EXITS,  AND  THE  WHOLE  OF  THE  STAGE  BUSINESS.^ 
As  performed  at  the  principal  American  and  English  Theatres. 


A.  D.  AMES,  PUBLISHER, 

CLYDE,  OHIO. 


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